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  • My best buddy gets his butt whupped in from of me

    • Me & Tug Hogan were best buddies in high school. We were both on the wrestling squad & cause we was evenly matched, we were paired against each other a lot. Since it was an all boys school, & the staff was all male as well, we grappled in knee boots & jockstraps. Coach Ryan said, "We fight each other as close to the Greek ideal of full nudity as is decent. You lads will have your privates clothed in your jock pouch, but all the rest of your bods will be full exposed." So me & Tug got to rasstle body to body so many fuckin times, we got to know every inch of skin on each other's sweaty physique. Its no fuckin shit when I tell ya that we got to rub each other's face in the filthiest places a man has.

    I remember the 1st time Tug asked me out to the house he shared with his Pa & older brother. It was way out in the country, with no other houses around. Tug put his arm round my shoulder, "Paul, good buddy, I wanna show you the fuckin great thongs my Pa gave me for my birthday. We both can wear one around the house. We'll even take pix of each other in them."

    When we got to Tug's house, no one was home, so we changed into the thongs in the living room. We snapped pix of each other in the nude. The skimpy thongs & the nude pix had me & Tug throwing boners. The thong was just a thin string round my waist, & in my buttcrack, & a narrow cotton pouch that fit our cockmeat almost like a condom. The pouch was so narrow that no matter how we tried, we could not fit both our fuckin balls in it at the same time. We hadda let one nut hang out.

    We went outside to the pool. Like most country boys, Tug pull & groped his crotch openly. He was fingering his cock knob as he talked to me, "My Pa don't let anyone wear nuthin in the pool. But since he ain't here, let's see how these fuckin thongs look wet. In we went. We horsed around. When our crotches rubbed together, we felt our full throbbin hardons touch.

    Just then Tug's Pa appeared at the pool.

    Joe Hogan was a big, burly stud. He had thick chest & belly hair. His heavy pube hairs poked thru the pouch of his jockstrap. He was fuckin mad, "Tug, you fuckin piece of shit scumbag, whut did I say bout wearin fuckin clothes in the pool. Get yer fuckin ass out right now." Me & Tug got out & stood in front of the muscled bruiser. I saw that the water made our thong pouches transparent so the even the viens running along our cockshafts showed thru. Me & tug trembled in front of the powerful muthafucka. We stripped off.

    Mr. Hogan handed me the camera. "Lad, I'm gonna whup my boy's butt & I want you to take some fuckin pix of it." He turned to Tug, "Son, lie down on the fuckin lounge. Pull your legs up & back. Hold them in that position with your hands under your knees. Spread yer fuckin legs wide as ya can."

    Tug did as he was told. I gasped at how Tug looked. His whole but was exposed & pushed forward for easy access. His fuckpole stood up hard. Fucklube juiced from Tug's piss slot. His nutsac hung down between his legs, almost to his hairy asshole. And there thru Tug's wide spread theighs, was Tug's handsome tuff guy face. Mr. Hogan grinned at me, took hold of my butt with his hand, & as he spoke I felt him slip his fingers up into my butthole. "Lad, I want you to take pix of yer bud's punishment. But first..." Mr. H leaned his face close to me. His mouth was so close to my ear, I felt his lips. He whispered to me, "Paul, go over to that wall & pick out a whip or paddle that you thick will do the most fuckin damage to yer best mate here." I felt Tug's Pa's tongue in my ear. The cunt-hungry pussyhound was lappin in my ear as he whispered. He was slobberin his spit into my ear. "As my son's good pal, I want you to have the honor of 1st whallop. And so you really give Tug some real fuckin pain, I want you to land the blow right across his Goddam nutsac."

    Man, oh man, this aggressive alpha male respected my manhood enuff that he was honoring me with the 1st lash. I was being held by him with 4 fingers shoved up my shit chute. Fuck me, if'n he wasn't feelin round in there. He was makin me feel so close to him, I boldly put my arm round his waist & hugged him. He responded by pulling his fingers outta my hole, & rammin them back in. I was so fuckin worked up, I accepted the pain of what I was getting done to my butthole.

    I selected a thick razor strop for Mr. Hogan. He grinned, "Good fuckin choice boy, yer my kind of guy." I was so fuckin proud from his praise, I slid my hand down Mr. Hogan's hairy asscrack. When I got to his shithole, I thrust my hand up into his ass canal. He let go a fuckin groan that sounded like it came from his balls. It was so masculine & sexual that it got me leakin real heavy lubejuice, that hung in a rope from my pisshole. Me & Tug's Pa had our hands up each other's shithole, & we were feelin around.

    Mr. H had his face so close to mine, our noses were touchin. He looked at me, eyes to eyes, "Open yer fuckin gob, boy." I opened wide, & the beefy stud clamped his mouth down over mine. He jammed his whole tongue into my mouth, & lapped & slobbered in it. I moaned real loud. With his tongue still touching mine, he spoke as best he could. "Now boy, wack yer best pal's butt cheeks as hard as ya fuckin can. Make damn sure ya git my son's ballsac."

    We pulled away from each other. When we yanked our hands outta each other's butt chutes it made a dirty popping sound. I stepped up to Tug who was obscenely exposing himself to us. I felt like a real fuckin grown-up man. I was enjoying myself at my buddy's expense. To degrade my friend even more, I cussed, "Ya fuckin scumbag, here's whut ya get fer swimmin with yer fuckmeat covered. Just so ya know that ya deserve this whuppin, ya gotta ask fer ya punishment"

    Tug's voice trembled with shame, "Please Sir, I'm a fuckin piece of shit that needs to be corrected. Please hurt me Sir." I hauled off with the thick strop, strikin' Tug across his bare butt & low hangin nutsac. He howled in pain, as he lost a few squirts of piss outta his hard pud. He lost control of his emotions & sobbed, "Thank you Sir, I fuckin earned that."

    I turned to Mr. Hogan, "Your turn Mr. Hogan, Sir. Yer son needs you to give his ass cheeks a few welts. Mark the cocksucka up real good, so the guys in the locker room can see how his Daddy punishes his boy."

    The pouch of Mr. H's jockstrap tented straight out. This caused his ballsac to flop out & swing between his legs. Precum leaked thru his pouch, & dripped on the floor. I juiced a real heavy flow of precum too. When I gave Tug's Pa the strop, my cockhead touched his cockhead, with only the thin cotton of his jock pouch preventing skin to skin contact. The sexlube we were droolin mixed together, & a rope of our juices joined our knobs together. Mr. H chuckled, "Well shit, lookit that. We're joined by fuck juice. It kinda makes me feel fuckin close to you, lad, like you was my Goddam son, like yer scumbag mate Tug."

    I felt a few wads of my spermseed drain from my nads. My fucklube was getting my man semen mixed with it. "Oh holy fuckin shit Sir, it'd be a fuckin honor to be yer muthafuckin son. Do you & Tug even hitch up with pecker scum?"

    Mr. H took my head in his meaty paws & force kissed my real fuckin deep. I swollowed big gulps of the stud cocksman's spit. He then shoved my face in his sweaty armpit. I licked & breathed in the funky smell of the raunchy bastard. "Son, me & Tug join cock knobs in an even more masculine way. Cause I'm a full male, with the foreskin of my rammer uncut, me & Tug press our knobs together, pisshole to pisshole, & I slip my extra long cockskin over Tug's cockhead & down a few inches of his cockshaft. I tie us together like that with a leather thong. With my fuckin little boychild joined to his Daddy sperm canal to sperm canal, I do my duty as his Father, & teach him a sex ed lesson. I tell him how I plug-fuck a cunthole, how I plow it up into a slut's butthole, or how I make some bitch go down on me for a face-fuck blow job. I tell Tug about the fuckin sex action I've had till we're both so fuckin worked up, that we both unload our man-seed real heavy That's the most special way 2 real men bond with each other."

    I fuckin got Mr. Hogan's armpit soakin wet with my spit drool, & I damn well made sure that my fuckin face dripped with Tug's Daddy's sweat. My sweet innocent boy-face stunk real dirty from mature athletic male funk. Mr. H smelled just like my own Pa does, when he throws his arm round my shoulders. Mr. H stuck his thumbs under the elastic waistband of his jockstrap & pushed it down, so it fell down round his ankles. "Paul, be a real good boy & pick up my jock for me." I kneeled at his feet, as he stepped outta his supporter. I held it up to him by the strap, so the filthy cotton pouch held the shape of Mr. H's privates. "Good muthafuckin boy. Hang my strap round yer neck, like a good lad, son."

    I stuck my tongue way outta my mouth, & licked some of his daddy sweat off my lips. I slurped real fuckin noisy. "Its an honor to be of service to you Sir." I 1st rubbed my face inside the scum soaked pouch.

    Mr. H grabbed hold of my cockshaft & slowly stroked it. "Know whut son, since you started off little ol' Tug's ordeal by abusin' his nads, whut say for today we apply Tug's punishment tween his fuckin legs. I'll whup the lad's theighs, his nutsac, his pecker & behind his sac & above his fucktool. But for that, we gotta git his legs spread a lot wider. I got just the bench we can use."

    Mr. H hauled out a bench with a toilet seat fastened to it 6" above, at one end. Also attached level with the bench, were a pair of stirrups. He now had my swelled up purple cock knob in his hand. As he told me what to do, he was forcing a finger into my piss canal. "Paul, me lad, I'll lay yer good buddy on the bench, with his handsome face under the toilet seat. You climb up & squat down on the seat, just like ya do a real toilet. Stick yer feet in the sturrips so yer knees are high & yer own legs spread apart. Pull Tug's legs up by his ankles, back so his fuckin buttcheeks are lifted, & spread his legs real fuckin wide."

    As I squat down on the toilet seat, I reached back & pulled my cheeks apart, just like I do when I take a crap. I sat & planted my open asscrack in my best pal's face. I rubbed my sweaty crack in Tug's face. It made him moan. Then Tug started in to do some raunchy shit that I thunk only sex perverts did. I hadda tell his Father on him. "Sir, Tug is performin' acts on me that I know are real fuckin dirty. Aaargh, oooh Sir, I'm ashamed to say that the degenerate shit Tug is doin' to me with his tongue Sir, is got me real fuckin worked up." I was grunting like a breed hog.

    "Tell me lad, whuts my Son doin to ya that's so fuckin filthy that yer groans sound like yer an animal in rut. I fuckin bet ya that the scumbag's done it to me too." A single wad of spermseed blasted outta Mr. Hogan's pulsin' rod. "Jesus fuckin Christ Paul, see whut just happened to me, & nuthin was even touchin my fuckpole."

    "Mr. Hogan Sir, yer degenerate Son kissed my asshole, & then thrust his tongue into my shit chute. He's actin' like my shitter is a fuckin pussyhole. Aaargh Sir, its happenin to me too." I unloaded a wad of my semen up outta my balls. It squirted smack in Mr. Hogan's face. "Oh fuck Sir, I'm so fuckin sorry fer blowin my jism on ya, Sir. I feel humiliated Sir, that it felt so fuckin good."

    Mr. H scooped up some of my scumwad with his fingers, & shoved 'em in his mouth. "Relax boy, afore this nite is done me & you is gonna erupt plenty more of our manspunk. Its normal & natural fer us men to drain our balls when we git real juiced up. So just ignore it, OK sport? Oh, one more fuckin thing Son, the adult/child abuse whut me & you 2 young studs are gonna do, should only be done tween Fathers & Sons. That's the wholesome, masculine way fer a fuckin Daddy to raise up his boys. Anything else is child molestation, & child rape. But I share a pure & healthy luv with Tug here, so anything goes tween us. If you wanna be in on all the sleazy fuckin shit that's gonna go down, ya gotta let yerself be my Son. You'll address me as 'Pa, Sir', like Tug. & you'll accept yer bonded-fer-life mate Tug, as a blood brother."

    "I already do Pa, Sir. I luv & respect you both with all my fuckin heart. My greatest need is to show you Pa, Sir, & my best pal Tug, how I worship & belong to you. I've always envied how Tug is able to mindlessly obey yer every order, at once Sir. I surrender myself to you Sir, you do my thinking for me."

    Mr. Hogan, my new Daddy grinned, "OK Son, piss now." Instantly I felt my piss flowin thru my urine canal. I moaned as my piss splashed outta my piss slot, & all over Tug. I pissed real heavy & drenched the place.

    My new Pa patted me on the head. "Good boy Son. I'm Goddam proud of ya. Now pull yer Bro Tug's legs apart as wide as ya can. Don't be scared of hurtin him. Shit my Son, its fuckin good clean fun to hurt yer Brother."

    I forced Tug's legs so wide apart, I injured his groin. He howled in pain, so our Sadistic Daddy powerfully whiplashed Tug's inner theighs. Then Daddy walloped his belly so bad he left black & blue welts. Tug screemed in pain, into my buttcrack. Then Daddy landed blow upon blow down on Tugs penis. Watching Tug get his sex organs abused got the fuckseed in my nuts churning. When Daddy finally stopped & I climbed og his face, Tug began to sob like a baby.

    For the first time since his ordeal began, Daddy spoke directly to Tug. "I guess I just showed ya just how much I luv ya, Son Tug. Instead of me goin out to plow some bitch's cunthole, I took time to teach ya that it's wrong to wear any covering over yer manmeat when ya swim." Pa looked at me & chuckled, but still spoke to Tug, "Now lad, tell yer Brother Paul whut's next."

    With a cruel grin on his face, Tug looked at me direct in my eyes, "Now Bro Paul, I'm happy to tell ya, it's yer turn to fuckin suffer. Yer about to be whupped." Tug & Daddy laffed. Then Tug spit in my face.

    I gotta save tellin' ya'll bout the way Pa humiliated & degraded me for my own good for next time, cause as I write this sleazy shit, my pud is ballz-out eruptin with my fuckscum.


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